#mentioned byleth eisner

[askhubertvonvestra]

Boops nose, how have you been?

...I see you missed these antics.

But I have been well. With the support of our allies, progress with the war has been both swift and decisive.

Although I suppose that doesn't quite answer your question. Dorothea and Petra have brought it to my attention that I rarely respond accordingly when questions involve me directly, so. I have been collaborating with Linhardt on his more engaging studies, and Bernadetta has been joining Ferdinand and I for tea as of late. Byleth has gladly roped me into their training sessions with Caspar, claiming that we will be good influences on one another. Begrudgingly, they were not incorrect on that front. Naturally, this has been encouraged by Her Majesty as we both pursue greater independence and free time outside of our duties.

Likewise, it would be excellent news to know that you are doing well. May only the best cross your path.

[t0bey]

dimitri X hygiene is a complicated relationship

[real-fire-emblem-takes]

Manuela and Byleth have such a cute silly relationship, they're both just teachers doing a 9-5 and going home together. He reads a book in bed with reading glasses and she rants about her day to their cat. also this happens at least three times a week:

Manuela: 😭 hOW cAn yoU LoVe mE i'M suCH an OLD CRONE!! 😭

Byleth: *removing alcohol* you're not old darling, you're only 41

Manuela: YoU REalLy mEAn - hic - THAt??😭🥰😭

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[incorrect-officers-academy]

[unxpctedlygreat]

From Shez and Jeralt's A support, about Byleth!

[blaiddydbrokeit]

I'm clenching my jaw so tightly I almost chipped a tooth but. Can we just talk about the bit in Three Houses where Dimitri describes a mortal relation to the Goddess as being separated, where the Goddess either is unable to reach her hand out to help pull people up when they need it most, or that the mortals themselves might not have the means to take her hand even if she does?

Because see. The turning point of the war in Azure Moon - the rain scene, the "Your hands are so warm" bit. Byleth is reaching out their hand for him. It's not the first time. They've done so once when they found him in the Goddess Tower. But they are separated. Byleth in the light, while Dimitri sits hunched and broken in the shadows.

But this time it's different. And although he hesitates, he takes that hand and finds the strength in having someone to lean on to turn himself around. Byleth, as the vessel of the Goddess. Byleth, who has become one with Sothis, reaches their hand out, stepping into the dark with him to pull him from the depths. This time, he is able to accept that spiritual support. He can take that hand. And he does. It doesn't magically fix him. But it gave him the courage, support and strength to stop lying to himself that he can continue to ignore what he truly wants most, to protect his people, in favor of relentlessly pursuing Edelgard.

I'm just saying. Edelgard isn't the only one who needs someone at her side to guide her and give her the strength to see her goals through. People will argue that the rain scene could have easily had someone else, say, Felix reach out to him for the same result. To some extent, I agree. But the distinction here is that the writing makes a parallel to both that mentioned belief, and the beginning of Azure Moon where Byleth represents the Goddess. It is not just anyone trying to save him. It is the Goddess who reaches her hand out to him. The Goddess he is faithful to, but believed was too far from his reach.

[dragongutsixofficial]

Me again!!!!

What do you think of a roleswap AU with Edeleth? Byleth, being the emperor/empress who was tortured and has big plans that would tear Fodlan apart, and Edelgard, an emotionless mercenary who travels with Jeralt (or her actual father if you wanna go that far LOL).

I'm thinking of writing it! I just need to plan it out LOL

Mmmmh it sounds really interesting !^^ What do you envision yourself ? Would Byleth be the daughter of Ionius then ?

I think the way I see it, and that's just because I think there's a lot of potential regarding Byleth's struggle with their identity and how that can appeal to darker, more desperate aspects of Rhea, is that instead of having them be the future Emperor of Adrestia, Jeralt would have failed to run away from Rhea with them. Maybe she would have even pulled a reverse Uno on him and make him think his baby was dead when she discovered his plans to set the monastery on fire to make an escape. That would, in turn, leave her to mold the future reincarnation of the Goddess according to her wishes.

Now, Rhea is morally grey, but I don't see her physically torturing a child just like that, especially with how much she cared about Sitri (although very, very misguidedly. Keeping someone's cadaver in your basement is not a sign of a healthy bond). That being said, the depths of her longing for her mother might lead her to progressively start denying Byleth their individuality and freedom, which is its own kind of psychological torture in itself. Byleth pushing back, in turn, might lead her to more abuse to assert her dominance and narrative over them.

Eventually, like a lot of abused kids, Byleth would learn to play the long game. They would become an actor, and hide their true feelings. They would struggle with spontaneity in particular, because everything would be a careful calculation not to let anyone see through them. They would appear subdued and content with their fate and Rhea's guardianship, but they would just be buying their time and planning their escape- and downfall of the Church.

Jeralt, meanwhile, devastated by the loss of his child, would have still left the Knights of Seiros. As to how he would've met Edelgard, I'm not quite sure ! Maybe Ionius would've tried a last-ditch attempt at having his children escape from TWSTID instead of being the disagreeable, incapable pussy he actually is. Edelgard would be fucking traumatized because who wouldn't. But Jeralt would feel a sense of duty and attachment to this child after failing his first kiddo and raise her as his own- though it's never clear whether she reciprocates his filial affection.

The rest of the story would go on as it does in Hopes- Byleth would convince Rhea to let them learn how to fight at the Academy, and hire some bandits to scare off/kill off Claude and Dimitri: Jeralt's mercenaries would save the day, and Edelgard's scars and Crest would catch Rhea's attention. She would probably suspect that she's a victim of TWSTID, and maybe even who she truly is- and appoint her as the teacher in Byleth's class.

As to how TWSTID would tie into all this, I'm not quite sure. Though Byleth could reach out to them, they wouldn't have their hand forced like Edelgard did when she accepted their help, and TWSTID would probably just want to kill them to death or kidnap them for some more twisted experiments. Not to mention Byleth cares so much, they probably wouldn't see the appeal of getting them on their side without being coerced into it. So, I dunno !^^

[bananabraiined]

Another step forward to a holy night.

[writer-of-worlds]

For the blorbo ask game, Fire Emblem Three Houses.

Sis, you know my tastes well LMAO

blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most): It's a tie between Edelgard and Byleth (either gender!) They're both so good ❤️

scrunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped): BERNADETTA! She is my daughter and I will protect her with my life!

scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave): Alois is such a fun character, IDK why people don't care for him as much.

glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week): Judith! She's so cool!

poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave): Edelgard again, due to her having a biiiit of discourse around her online, I'd say.

horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason): Male Byleth! In fact, I'm planning a whump fic with him being hurt now!

eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell): Burn in hell, Count Varley.

[frickingnerd]

yandere byleth with a fierce darling

pairing: byleth eisner x gn!reader

tags: reader hates byleth, mentions of struggles/resistance

byleth likes a good challenge!

every time they try to pursue you, you turn them down

you don't fall for the sweet talk and the manipulation, quite the opposite

you only get upset with them if they try to manipulate you and call them out on their behavior

byleth knows it'll be hard to break someone like you, to make you obey and accept your place beneath them

but that's just the challenge they want! 

byleth loves that fierce side of you, to watch you yell and struggle against them

and it'll be a shame when this side of yours is finally gone one day, but at least byleth will know then that they won

that they made you – the one with that burning hatred towards byleth, who always struggled to obey to them – their obedient little darling~

[ressarioth]

Spectres of Death

Fandom: Fire Emblem: Three Houses

Characters: Sylvain Jose Gautier, Byleth Eisner

Relationship(s): Sylvain & Byleth

Other Tags: Character Study, Verdant Wind | Golden Deer Route (Spoilers), Divine Pulse

Warning(s): Character Deaths Mentioned

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Status: Complete (2 Parts)

Summary:

Sylvain half expects his death in this war, Byleth would rather not see that happen.

Notes:

I started this like five years ago, and finally figured out how to finish it. Expect character deaths canon to Verdant Wind and the mentions of deaths that were undone with Divine Pulse.

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Death is looming over Sylvain's head. Maybe it has always been there — like a curse he can sense in the back of his mind, reaching for him but never engulfing him. Maybe the fact it's claiming others before him is part of the deal. He was never sure whether he's super paranoid or incredibly lucky.

Sylvain dreams of dying sometimes, the images of the battlefield and the fatality of war seared into his mind. It's better than the nightmares in which he clings to the lifeless body of a friend. Those have him wake with a start, breath sped up with the rhythm of his racing heart. The visions haunt him till the break of dawn chases them back into the dark corners of his mind.

If Sylvain got any say in it, he'd die before his comrades. He's not trying to get himself killed — that much was as true when he told it to Felix as it is now — but if it came down to his life or that of a friend, he would rather be the one to take the fatal blow. His companions are precious to him. It's bad enough that he was separated from some of his childhood friends and former classmates in the course of this war. He wants to keep the comrades save that remain by his side. What is his miserable existence in comparison?

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[slotumn]

3H worldbuilding headcanon of the day: "Eisnerism" becomes a thing in Fódlan politics post-VW/SS.

Avatar of the goddess who saved the continent from war + commoner becoming king + good rule that successfully restored the continent after devastating war would make them and the policies/institutions they instated near untouchable even after they step down; coming up with something that overhauls their legacy would be an extremely tough call.

I also like to headcanon that in those routes' solo endings (or any endings where children aren't mentioned), Byleth explicitly opts out of having biological kids and adopts war orphans and/or takes on pupils to raise into their successor instead. In SS it would be to honor Edelgard's legacy, while in VW it would be a way to show commitment to ending the border conflicts with Almyra.

But yeah Crest of Flames as a symbol going from being associated with the goddess to being associated with "Eisnerism" and the modern(?) Fódlani state would be interesting.

[corpserites]

tag drops for riley and casey... and also byleth and dimitri, whom i just added to the roster today, while i'm at it... some brief intros under the cut (with a brief mention of self-harm in riley's bit, just a heads up!)

riley ruegesegger — an artificial human created by the lovely scientists over at orphic labs. also happens to be a recent escapee of the aforementioned facility alongside their older siblings. was at one point able to control people with just their voice but they have since slit their own throat in an act of defiance and damaged their vocal chords badly enough that they can no longer speak louder than a whisper. communicates via ASL or handwritten messages. complete and total doormat despite their best efforts.. struggling to make the most of their newfound autonomy.

casey ballinger — just a guy, but like, a really nice and cool one. works at a diner called spike's with his little (twin) sister, venus. has never once been jealous of vivi's power (even though he's like, way better suited for it) because all of the responsibility that comes with it seems annoying. perfectly happy making pancakes for truckers and the elderly. desperately in love with a science experiment who's name he never had the chance to learn (tzipporah. it's tzipporah.).

byleth eisner — from fire emblem: three houses, in a modern au so implicitly pretty canon divergent. anyway! they're a college professor acting as the vessel for a forgotten goddess who is so incredibly forgotten she no longer remembers her own name. would probably be having prophetic visions if either of them knew what was going on. semi-emotionless husk. generally strange and overly aware of it. minimal control over the flow of time.

dimitri alexandre blaiddyd — also from fire emblem: three houses, also modern au'd and implicitly canon divergent. graduate student. youngest son of a very well-known, old-money type family. kind, polite, and lighthearted young man, generally. suffers from psychosis largely brought on by severe survivor's guilt and post-traumatic stress. best friends with byleth and one-sidedly in love with her.

[bayalexison]

WIP Wednesday

Hello it’s WIP Wednesday! Here is something I’m cooking up for DimilethTrickorTreat! Byleth agrees to an arranged marriage with Dimitri to help out her parents. During their trial courtship, she finds out he’s a werewolf 🐺 Hope you guys look forward to it soon!

Upon hearing her say that name, Duke Blaiddyd sighed and narrowed his eyes. "Of course he would mention that to any women he met with." He drank more of his tea. "The preferred method for finding a potential spouse is during the social season, but your letter caught my interest. I've even looked into your background after you mentioned your father is Jeralt the Blade Breaker. "

Jeralt snorted and rested his elbow on the table, placing his palm on his chin. "Everyone has heard of me and my heroics from the last war."

Jeralt had told her the story of the war between Faerghus and Adrestia that occurred many years before she was born. Byleth was fascinated with all the battles her father had participated in. When the war was over, he retired as a soldier and settled down to run an inn and raise a family.

"Ah yes, I've heard of your heroic deeds from that war. I believe you even ate dinner with my grandfather and father to celebrate the end of the war!"

"I did, huh?" Jeralt blinked and chuckled. "That probably happened so long ago that I forgot."

"Ah, that's understandable." The duke sipped his tea and faced Byleth and Sitri."I'm also interested ladies in your relationship to Duchess Rhea Seiros."

Taken aback by what Duke Blaiddyd had said, Mother let out a stunned gasp and turned her gaze away from him. "I left House Seiros when my mother didn't approve of my relationship with Jeralt."

After finishing saying that, she let out another violent cough. Jeralt rushed to her side and patted her back. Once her coughing fits calmed down, he fixed his gaze on the duke.

"Her mother and I actually used to get along well, but shortly after Byleth was born we had huge disagreements on several things and couldn't see eye to eye. She then forced Sitri to choose between her and me."

Byleth was aware of her mother's past as a member of House Seiros. The house leader, her grandmother Rhea Seiros, was a loving mother to Sitri who was also strict at times. That was what led to her choosing Jeralt in the end. A long silence stretched across the room as Duke Blaiddyd regarded his parents for a moment.

"I apologize as this may sound strange, but I'm glad that you two married out love. Due to my upbringing, I'm not given the opportunity to do so." He cleared his throat. "Now, something you all must know about this arrangement. If I choose Ms. Byleth Eisner as my potential spouse, she'll be living in my estate for three moons first for us to get to know each other. If by then I deem her suitable, then I'll marry her."

[recurringwriter]

FE OC Week Introductions:

Church Aligned/Nabatean:

Sweetpea Eisner My M!Byleth oc. They/Them. Very cryptic and mysterious, behaves in sometimes alarming ways but always cares about the safety of their students. Offers advice that seems useless on the surface but when given some thought is exactly what is needed. They love flowers and peace, and fight because they have to. Gentle and loves cats.

Brier/Spike Eisner Sweetpea's twin, my F!Byleth oc. She/They. Where Sweetpea is soft and sweet, Brier is edgy and tough. Takes no shit and encourages her friends not to, either. She's close with the other faculty members and will fight anyone for their students. Almost as difficult to read as their sibling.

Erennes The Nabatean who is the source of Anna's Crest of Ernest. Erennes tries to avoid combat wherever possible, but loves humanity and visiting busy markets. She's quiet and refined--easy to miss in a crowd. As a dragon, she is deerlike in shape with branching antlers.

Curry Rodrigue's other spouse, Curry, who is a really cool dragon shape shifter! Rodrigue never mentions them because despite this being something that surely would be advantageous in a fight, Curry is a writer and doesn't like bloodshed. Even though that's the case, they would of course swoop in to save Rodrigue if the need arose.

[silversdragonemporium]

The Heat House

Ship: Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd/Byleth Eisner (male)

Summary: Byleth, as an omega, had been to more than his fair share of heat houses. In the heat house, he would get anonymously paired with an alpha, and from there he would help them with their rut and he would get help with his heat.

It didn’t mean anything. It was just a biological circumstance. A simple give-and-take that remained completely anonymous.

But for some reason, he just can’t stop thinking about his house leader…

The first of my double entry for @dimilethfever’s Hot Flash Round #3 (Anonymity)

Warnings: A/B/O (omegaverse), anonymous sex in gloryholes, lots of pining, a sprinkle of breeding kink (as you do)

Rating: Explicit

AO3 Link

Alphas and omegas were assumed to be incredibly rare, but the truth of it was that they were more common than people wanted to admit. After all, both were suppressing themselves all of the time. Making it appear as if they weren’t one missed dose of suppressant from being dominated by their animalistic drives. However, one cannot indefinitely suppress. Alphas and omegas had to lay off the suppressants now and then and let their rut or heat pass them by. If they didn’t, they risked their mating cycle overriding the suppressant in the worst circumstances possible. Alphas needed to fuck, and omegas needed to be fucked. Since it was inevitable that they’d have to give in to their instincts eventually, why not arrange a compromise?

The concept of a heat house was quite simple, really. Omegas would routinely cease their suppressant regime to induce their heat. Then, they would go into rooms that had convenient slots for them to basically hang their ass out into a room where alphas that were off their suppressants would find the nearest hole and go to town. No names, no mating bites, no problem. Once either party was satisfied, they could leave quietly and be replaced by another alpha or omega in need. Nobody could really care when their partner had been replaced. Byleth knew he could take about two knots before his heat would finally leave him be for the next couple of months until he’d have to go back to the heat house before his heat would override the suppressant.

There was really no shame in using the heat house, it was merely a thing of necessity. There were people with reputations, jobs, and things to do —people like Byleth— that didn’t have the luxury to wallow in some ivory tower and trying to rub out a heat, wishing that the wooden knot-toy they covered in their sweet-smelling slick were a real, thick alpha cock pumping between their legs. Not to mention, just fucking it out of one’s system actually made these things much more manageable than trying to avoid it.

When Byleth had presented as an omega, about the time he assumed he was old enough for puberty, Jeralt had been practical. He taught him about heat houses and suppression. They had work to do, and Byleth knew that it was simply the best choice to combine his suppressant routine with going to the heat house to deal with his problem.

They say that one never forgets their first time, but Byleth couldn’t really remember it. All of his times in the heat houses were a blur that melted together into a similar experience over and over again. It was nice, and it worked for him, so he just kept at it.

Granted, there was the small issue of having to take the abortifacient after the fact, which always messed up the stupid omega part of his brain that wanted to keep the pup and find the parent to be a happy little family together.

Fortunately, Byleth was the Ashen Demon. So he just drank that bitter brew and went back to his usual routine. Back to pretending to being a beta. Someone normal and dependable, that wasn’t biologically wired to be used and bred.

Someone like Dimitri.

Dimitri was the picture-perfect beta. Calm, polite, reasonable. Not a needlessly aggressive douchebag like Felix. Not a vapid manwhore like Sylvain. He was just… always in control. Always able to lead his classmates with a small smile.

Dimitri’s muscular build had piqued Byleth’s interest in a vague “oh wow, he’s hot” way. But with every passing month, Byleth started to notice more and more of his student’s blessed physique. His thick neck. The hint of beard Byleth had once seen an early morning, before Dimitri diligently shaved it away. The way sweat made his loose linen shirt cling to his muscles when he trained. His sky-blue eyes that had a blade-sharp edge to them whenever he asked a question during class. Almost as if he were an alpha that was about to pounce on him and fuck him in front of the entire class to see.

It was around that point that Byleth conceded that it was time for a visit to the heat house.

It was a Sunday, and instead of taking the class for an excursion, Byleth gave them the day off. Like any large enough town, Garreg Mach had a heat house tucked away from public view, but easy enough to find if one knew how to look for it.

The heat house in the town was actually managed by the Church of Seiros. The amenities were posher than most of the heat houses Byleth had been in. The other heat houses just gave you a bucket of water to clean yourself after you were done. This one had a bathhouse just next door to where the omegas were set to get fucked. And— actually, it was divided into small closet-like rooms, keeping the privacy of each omega not only from the alphas on the other side, but amongst themselves.

If Byleth was gonna stay in Garreg Mach as a teacher, he could get used to this.

But regardless of how nice the amenities were, Byleth soon found himself in a familiar position: on his hands and knees, waiting for an alpha.

He didn’t have to wait long. Behind him, he could feel a pair of hands open up his buttcheeks, and a low growl of approval at the drooling hole they found.

My alpha, thought the heat-struck part of him.

No. It was just man or woman in a rut. An alpha. Not his alpha. Byleth didn’t have an alpha. He was single, and he’d stay that way for the foreseeable future.

The alpha grunted, and then Byleth could feel a tongue lapping up at his hole: eager but slightly clumsy. Byleth could even feel the alpha’s long eyelashes against him as they drank up his slick.

In all of his years of experience, no alpha had ever done that. It was too much of a courting gesture. You don’t really give foreplay in a heat house. That’s not really the point.

But fuck, that felt nice.

If Byleth ever had a partner, he knew he’d have to ask for this.

“Yes, yes,” he babbled incomprehensibly, feeling his heat burn him from the inside. “Use me, use me…”

The alpha chuckled. Low and deep. Powerful.

Oh fuck, I need their knot, cried out the omega in Byleth. I need it so bad.

That was just the heat talking. Byleth would be fine once it was over.

Byleth didn’t have much time to think about it when the alpha’s cock started to breach him. As always, it felt good. More than good. It felt right.

I was born for this, sang that stupid omega part of himself. I was born to be filled and used by him! To be his little, tight, warm hole. That’s the only reason I—

No. He was the Ashen Demon. The scourge of—

“Ngh…” his alpha grunted, fucking his cock deeper inside, long lost in his animalistic drive. “Professor… you feel so good, Professor…”

What was that feeling, twisting in his stomach? Was it omega-in-heat excitement? Or was it absolute terror at being discovered?

It’s him, squeed his omega brain. He’s my alpha!

Shit, was this a student? One of his?

Byleth wanted to think that it was his heat-driven omega-brain that immediately conjured up the image of Dimitri, with his golden hair and polite smile— but no. It wasn’t only the omega that wanted to belong to him. Every part of Byleth desired to be his. Either as a whore, a lover or…

Mate. Spouse. Husband.

Stupid. Byleth was being stupid.

“You take me so well,” Dimitri said. “You really needed this, didn’t you, Professor?”

No. There was no way that was Dimitri.

Dimitri was a beta. A reliable, normal, dependable beta.

…Wasn’t he?

Shit, it’s not like one could tell these things easily. Byleth doubted anybody saw his deadpan face on the battlefield and immediately knew that he’d want nothing more than to be fucked stupid on an alpha’s knot, bent over and bred in the throes of his heat.

“Alpha,” whined Byleth. “Please, please… give it to me!”

“You like being my little heat bitch, don’t you professor?” The alpha, that might or might not have been Dimitri, let out a small cruel chuckle.

“Yes, yes!” Byleth nodded. He could imagine how Dimitri’s face must have looked like, red with exertion. “I’m your cum slut, your heat bitch, your whore. Just fuck me, please, fuck me!”

“You needy little thing,” the alpha slapped his ass. “Why don’t you come on my knot, and how me just how much you want to get bred?”

Byleth let out a delighted little gasp. Shit. This was so much better than all the other times. Usually, it was impersonal. The cocks that were stuffed into him were practically indistinguishable from the next. The words they said in the mating were as meaningless as other guttural grunts and moans.

But this… it was more. Was it because it was possible that Dimitri was the one fucking him? That Dimitri could’ve been the one thrusting deep inside him with an even and relentless rhythm?

That when he came, Dimitri would be the one filling Byleth’s belly with his thick spent until it quickened?

It was that thought that made Byleth come with tears in his eyes.

“Dimitri…!” Byleth moaned, unable to hold back the name of the one he wished was the one burying his knot inside him. Byleth felt the alpha coming deep inside him.

“Byleth,” Dimitri let out a satisfied moan. “You’re mine now.”

So. It was Dimitri. He was the alpha that just fucked the heat out of him.

It didn’t mean anything…

It means everything, the omega in him cried out. I’ll carry Dimitri’s child. He’s my alpha. I’m his omega.

Byleth would probably have to think over what this would mean for them.

Later.

For now, he would just let himself relax and enjoy his alpha’s knot.